Sunrise

Sunrise thick wet blanket covers darkness turned to blood rising poured out and empty1 the reference to the last verse comes from Isaiah 53, the firs two verses come from the image I took this morning of the sunrise.

Surf

Surf the greatest of white my soul shutters in disbelief over the waves of this life

All i Want For My Birthday is an Iron Bowl Win

Auburn Wins the 2013 IronBowl All i want for my birthday is an #IronBowl win. A reminder of a day that we can re-live again.All i want for my birthday is an #IronBowl win. A play, oh what an hour that once Gary gave spin.All i want for my birthday is an #IronBowl win. A…

Newtown

Our wounds come at first breath In the blood of a garden at rest Toil cursed upon our commute Commissioned to die in our youth Hope like a blanket will be At the coming He will set us free. There are virtually no words to describe the news today. Is this our culture, our time,…

Malone Kaak Senior Photo Shoot for 2013

I'd like you to meet one of our local seniors, Malone Kaak, who came out to our farm a few weeks ago for his senior photos. As I mentioned on a previous senior photo shoot post I don't normally do senior photos, but this was my other exception for the year. Malone was a great…

Malone Kaak Senior Photo Shoot for 2013

I'd like you to meet one of our local seniors, Malone Kaak, who came out to our farm a few weeks ago for his senior photos. As I mentioned on a previous senior photo shoot post I don't normally do senior photos, but this was my other exception for the year. Malone was a great…

John Newton’s Poem The Kite

I came across this poem by John Newton in a book I was reading the other day and had to share it. John Newton is the pastor, write, and poet who's more famous lyrical writing came when he wrote the hymn Amazing Grace.  In the theme of sophistication through simplicity, this poem is amazing. Only…

There is no Frigate Like a Book from the Pen of Emily Dickinson

The more I try to learn and understand how prose and poetry works, the more I realize that I can't recapture the the years of ignoring virtually all literature from my childhood. It's like starting in grade school again and working your way up, only now you don't have time to do so because of…

Ode To My Wife the Quilter :: Poem

You may or may not know, but my wife Deborah, has been quilting for over 25 years now. She use to teach people how to quilt all around the country, she invented and designed several new quilting products, and has completed countless projects, many of which she gave away. She doesn't quilt much for herself…

The Spring Equinox Today with Spring is Coming to Zion :: Poem

Today is the first day of Spring (the Spring Equinox)! For some reason, a day I look more forward to each year, but this year, I wanted to commemorate the day with a poem. I make no claims whatsoever to be any kind of a decent poet (see prior attempts), but I do make attempts…